Oppblock Bully lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I mashed so much work on the niners
I told Broski Yo give em a rest
Give it a rest
Pick up your waps, come give it a test
Broski just got his hands on a ting
He's saying "Yo S"
It's due in a press
It's me in the press
Murder gang
You know the rest
Try flex on man with his bussdown chains
Finna' rip that sh*t off his neck back
Yo!
Slim done wet that bruck man's head back
Duh you know the rest akh'
I heard my neighbour running man's opps
In the morning I step out my cell and set dat
Respect dat before I get man
I'm on violence big man I don't tek chat
I step with the steppas I'm counter attacking
We soon catch man on the rebound
Double back spin man let's see man
Who's on what when the shooters lean out
I been hitting my bro since jail
He's missing my calls
Got me on the speed dial
n*gga got shooters that we been round
When I'm outside nobody don't squeeze round
I love lurking, swing my shank and hurt him
Uptown dates with bae
With a ramz on my waist, g-lock in her birkin
My side ting just gave me the drop
She's telling me stop
Please don't hurt him
Shut the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up
Get out the room, whilst my shooters burst him
Murk him
You know that gang be purging
I'm in the box cah he's in a box
You know the ones that come with a headstone
I beat off so much corn
That when gangs rolling they gotta bring their headphones
When it beats watch them grieve
They know it's booming like metro
I smashed Rellz in a matter of seconds
I done that sh*t in my Jordan Retros
Who's in the 9?
Who's in the Lane?
Nobody ain't out till late
[?] My man in his shoulder
Only cah a man covered his face
And I remember when the new ting jammed on Toyan
That n*gga shoulda been trapped in a grave
I remember when them n*ggas try lie on my name
What a shame, all my opps are lame
50 Racks, I ran thru dat
100 Racks, I ran thru dat
17 with 100 stacks
[?] and I made it back
I heard his raps he ain't all dat
He got shot didn't make it back
Yo lemme get my hands on Sh'
Oh sh*t did I [?]